This Isn't Blackmail, This Is War (Post-Hardcore.RU)
As they go, to the river of darkness You bleed, my heart And we could never just stop Running around in circles You bleed, my heart
And we can run again It's time to pretend And I can guess again Which one you are
You screamed the words of deception, I won't give to your games Your thoughts, your words, are your weapons You and I are so not the same Just go...
Nice sweater bitch!
You took the best of me My head is hung in shame Move on from your oppression Move on and start again
You took the best of me My head is hung in shame Move on from your oppression Move on and start again
You run in circles And I could see, not forever more You tried to fool us Pretend to be something that you're not
You are the last one with no humility You are a fucking disgrace, from my humanity You are the last one with no humility You are a fucking disgrace, from my humanity